Stepfiney Hunt a 32 years old woman whom live in the end of the world for 15 years yet one day she wake up in another body of a boy of 18 years old name September. Read along to see what she/he going to do with the struggle of gender and the struggle of having to go through the apocalypse once more.

Three black werecat orphan brothers are trying their best to find a home when they are finally adopted. Everything goes great with their new family until tragedy strikes and they are left with an unexpected guardian.

Hanya curahan hati, kata-kata cupu tanpa penegasan yg berarti. Ungkapan kekecewaan, kesedihan seorang teman, sahabat, dan kekasih pilu dalam ringkukan gelapnya malam, tanpa arah.

will be a strong
but you can't lose him
will be love,
but you hate him
will be danger,
but you can't hurt his.

Just a Quotes, Puisi, and syair kata-kata sendu.
Kalo mau ngeshare coment ya?

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Notes: wish you fell same of me.

Coba mampir dulu, kalo suka simpen kalo enggak silahkan tinggalkan. 

(Hak cipta, do not copy please.)
(It's real from my IMAJINASION) 

6 Oktober 2018
Notes by: @PenaJingga

[Word] denotes Words in Bold/Louder Emphasis/Loud Noises

*Word* denotes Onomatopoeia/Sound Effects

/Word/ denotes Words in Italic/Inner Voices/Thoughts/Soft Noises/Softer Emphasis

* before the word or sentence denotes an Author's Note at the end of the Chapter


Time moves forward. And while this tale slowly comes to an end, their story continues to unfold behind the scenes....


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It's been a month and a half since that fateful day. A month and a half since that unassuming maintenance guy saved her from her own demise. Ever since then, Aletheia has begun to acclimatize once more to a rather, lavish lifestyle than the year and a half that she spent on the run.


/Not only have you acclimatized, you've already excelled~/


Oh shut up. She can still live off of instant ramen and chump change just fine should the need arise.


/Says the girl that now spends over a thousand drachma a day on food alone~/


The novelist chuckled to herself at the thought as she saved another word document in her laptop. Well, she was quite a hefty spender back then no? 


/You blew a whole talent for every arcade session. You're more than a hefty spender~/


Come now.. Well, she did do that back in the day huh.


/You're clearly cut out for a lavish lifestyle~/


She stifled a yawn as she closed the laptop for the evening, having finished a new chapter for her book. It was quite a novel experience, being back in her old room.


/Still as immaculate as ever./


The room still had the same white, frilly drapes covering her windows, the same wooden desk that she remembered doing schoolwork in, hell, her bed was just the way she left it back then; large, soft, and can threaten to swallow her whole should she not get up in time.


/Quite the colorful description about a mundane room./


It might've been her metaphorical cell back then, but it was also the only place where she had any semblance of privacy to herself. At least Mother eased up on some of her former rules.


*BZZZZT BZZZZT*


Sound of vibration on wood made itself heard as the novelist looked back towards her nightstand. The pyjama wearing woman blearily approached the offending phone, stifling another yawn before answering the call.


"Aletheia speaking." Who was the calling her at such an ungodly hour?


/"Yo 'Theia."/ A familiar voice echoed from the speakers as her heart jumped in response. /"Why're you still up?"/


"You called, dumbass." The soft embrace of her mattress engulfed her as she let herself plop onto her bed. This was the highlight of the day in her opinion. "What did you expect Eremes?~" Getting the chance to talk to the man himself every single day.


/"You never slept early."/ Aletheia chuckled at his accusing tone, the same banter that they always shared. /"A few weeks in and you still refuse to get a normal sleeping schedule."/


"Hehe.. Well, old habits die hard." Her novels weren't gonna write themselves after all. "Speaking of which, why'd you call this late?" 


/"Well, the job went longer than expected."/ She heard him sigh as his tone took on a tired tone. /"Can't leave a job unfinished. What with your mom requesting it."/


Aletheia found herself nodding in shared understanding. The former repairman was now under Mother's employ, meaning that he had to do everything that she said down to a tee.


/Especially since he fucked up on his half of the deal~/


She winced at the thought. While the recording that Eremes used as a bargaining chip got deleted, he actually failed to mention his other fail-safe, which he apparently set up in case he got himself killed for her. What was he thinking back then?


/Well, it is Mother that we're talking about./


Fair play.


/"I honestly can't even believe it even now.."/ The man confessed through the line. /"That I'm still working under, clearly the most powerful woman in Midas."/


The fallout of his half baked fail safe grated on her mother to the core, what with her reputation as Midas's caring mother going down the drain. Thankfully, it was easily swept under the rug using a few favors from Arbiter.


/Favors that come with a price./


The price which came at Eremes's expense. The novelist could still recall her nervous breakdown the day it happened; she actually thought he's done for.


/Mother is all, if not honorable./


While they still met from time to time, usually whenever he drove her off to school, the two haven't really spent a lot of time with each other, usually due to college work on her end or the exorbitant number of odd jobs on his end. The last time they ever spent a significant amount of time hanging out was way back during the A3's ending ceremony. 


/Yearning for him now?~/


She was not. 


"Well you asked for it didn't you?" The laid back novelist replied as she put a pillow under her head. "Plus, you said you're willing to learn."


/"Doing.. unsavory jobs wasn't exactly what I had in mind 'Theia."/ His voice exasperated, a chuckling tone still present. /"But if it helps me get closer to you, I'll do whatever it takes."/


Hngggggg.. Her heart. With the strong conviction too?


/Still convinced you're not in love with him?~/


Maybe.... But she knew better than to think that he's doing it on purpose. Eremes was an earnest man, if not partially oblivious, he's still too responsible to take advantage of her. 


"Careful with the wording there casanova," The novelist teased, knowing full well in her heart that his words actually made her take emotional damage. "I might take that as a sign that you're in to me~"


/"Hah! As if that'll happen~"/ Eremes laughed as the faint sound of a speeding car revved through his background. /"You're so far out of my league, we're literally two whole social classes apart from each other!"/


/Ooof~/


Clutching her aching heart, Aletheia cursed under her breath at his friend's oblivious nature. Well, can't fault him for that.


/Yeah, you fell for him after all~/


Shut up.


/"You say something 'Theia?"/


"Oh, it's nothing." Fucking moron. Glancing over to her wall clock, the sleepy novelist noted the time, before turning back to her conversational partner. "Hey, I gonna have to sleep, I still have class tomorrow and it's already one in the morning."


/"Oh, well, good night 'Theia. I'll see you tomorrow."/


"Good night Eremes."


Tossing the phone over to the other side of the bed, Aletheia killed the lights before smothering her face underneath her blankets. Another day of fending off reporters and paparazzi, such was the life of someone with some social status in this city. 


/"At least your name wasn't smeared to the dirt by that Ossa chick~"/


Yeah, at least Eremes's reporter friend had the decency to leave her out of the recordings. 


The night went on as the tired novelist drifted off into another bout of dreamless sleep. It was comforting at least. The nightmares haven't completely stopped, but they came fewer and farther in between nowadays. She found herself smiling to herself, yet another debt she owed to that idiot.


/The same idiot that you came to love?~/


All right fine.. The same idiot that she fell in love with. 


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Thus end this tale...

True Title: Tales from Midas: The Runaway

Struggling novelist Athena Morrison once thought life had nothing left to offer her. Living a reclusive lifestyle and trying to make ends meet while trying to make a name for herself as an author, she certainly had it hard enough. Coupled with extreme bouts of depression and constant threats with running from her dark past however, one can only go so far before something snaps. So in one stormy evening, plagued by the demons of her own making, she planned on ending it all.


Before she was stopped by some unsuspecting maintenance crew.


A fateful encounter, if she were to describe it. Change was coming to her life. Perhaps it was time to stop running, to try and take hold of her own destiny. 


A lot of things were happening in this city, money changing hands, deals being made; politics were being played and power constantly in flux. And while change is something to be feared, it was also something to be excited about. Athena only hoped that it was for the better.

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I hate this feeling I'm so furious right now. Why would she say that? She knew how much those questions bother me and turn me into a chaotic person. She's just playing with me at this. She's trying to prove everyone that I'm crazy. But I'm not! I'm not crazy. She's the crazy one. That's why daddy left her. He couldn't handle her because she is sick and I'm left with her. 

Ugh! I cannot wait to move out of that house and leave for college. I don't wanna stay here anymore. 

I stomp my way towards the main office collected my essentials from the lady and head out of there. I can't stand another person smiling right now. I made my way towards my locker which was at the end of the hallway. These mean bitches needs to stop their high pitched and obnoxious fake giggles it's adding more fuel to my rage. Oh, how I want to smash their heads in the lockers! 

I swear the next person I see smiling I'm gonna kill them. I don't care who they are. I fast-paced towards my locker and made my way through a sea of students. I reached my locker shoved my bag in and took my books for my first class and headed towards lecture room. 

As I was walking I bumped into someone and fall back on my bump. The first thing I saw was the shoes. Bitch, you are dead. I stood up and came face to face with a muscular guy with hazel eyes and five o clock angular jaw staring back at me with power and intense piercing through my soul trying to make me small and guilty. I gazed right into those hazel eyes and barked, 

"Watch where you are going asshole." 

I shoved him by my right shoulder and headed straight to my classroom. I already want this day to end or end someone. That will surely bring me serenity. 

I walked to the far end corner of my class, ignoring the bickering of my sweet classmates. How welcoming. I sat down on the seat and looked outside of the building, pushing myself to maintain the calm aura that I mask throughout the day for these fake species so they won't get suspicious and call me a freak. 

Seriously they don't wanna go there and neither do I. I was so endorsed in the outside world that I was jerked up from my position on the seat when a seat screeched beside mine, situated way to close for my likening. I glared to the person trying to sit with me in this proximity and look who it is. 

The same attractive hazel eyes muscular guy and now that I notice his whole personality is screaming bad boy with the whole slicked-back hair and a black leather jacket. 

Yup! Definitely a bad boy. 

"So, what's your name beautiful?" he smirked. 

"Fck off. And why are you sitting so close to me? Move your chair" I deadpanned. 

"Oh, so you are a feisty one? I like that princess. Daddy likes sexy kitten with claws" he whispered the last sentence in my ear with his hot breath fanning on my cheek. 

I went rigid after hearing that word. Why did he say that? No. No, he can't say that. 

Not that word. Not that word. 

I abruptly moved my head sideways and faced him. This insanely attractive guy still had that smirk on his face. Hell, I'm desperate to wipe that off of him. I glared at him and with the intense demeanor I scowled, "DO. NOT. SAY. THAT. WORD." 

That most certainly got his attention and he moved back to his seat creating a little space between us. I was fuming and clenched my fists so tight that my fingernails were slicing through my bones and almost draw blood from my palms when the teacher knocked on the door and entered the class and started going through the course, I focused on my notebook and calmed myself. 

After my eventful morning (note the sarcasm) came the lunch and it was the break that I needed to shove all of the food. Boy, I was hungry. I walked in the cafeteria took some juice and sandwich and made my way towards a table. I can hear all these people taunting me and whispering about how skinny I was that I had long skinny legs and my long bony fingers are weird and that makes me a creep. 

I ignored all of them because I don't wanna lash out on them and face consequences besides they won't be able to handle my wrath. Then they'll be dead. Do they want me to kill them? I can. I think I should follow one of them to their house and pay them a surprise visit. Yeah, I'll think about that one tonight. It will be amusing and this is a new town a little bit of fun won't hurt me. I don't care about others. 

Finally, the school came to an end. I walked out of the doors as fast as possible because I cannot stay here for another minute. I walked around the neighborhood and came across a café who required some help. 

I went in there the manager Sean was a good guy and offered me the job and told me to start working from the next day. 

By the time I came to my house street, it was a little dark so I felt skeptical and almost ran towards my house. 

I can feel someone's presence behind me but I ignored it and increase my pace. I breathe a sigh of relief when I reached my driveway I opened my front door and entered. 

Okay, I'm safe. 

He's not here. He doesn't know where I am. I am just being paranoid. I'm safe. I'm safe. I'm safe. 

I entered my room and fell on my bed, drained of energy from today's events. I closed my eyes and my mind went towards those hazel eyes. They look so familiar. Why did he say that word? Could it be possible that he knows him? 

No, I'm just overthinking it. That's just a simple word everyone says that. I jumped off my mattress and quickly changed into my pajamas and busied myself in homework. And then went into a deep slumber.

Elena Wilson is your sweet 17 year old girl who just wants a simple life without any troubles and complications in her new and safe town. Simple. Right? No. In comes, the town's bad boy Ace Beckett who just saw Elena and won't leave her. 


What will happen when the town is not so safe with a murderer on the loose? Will Elena save herself or drag herself down with Ace?

The next days I spent in the capital of Wessex were very boring. Ecbert took more time to decide on our alliance ... he acted like a woman trying to get ready for a party, I spent hours trying to convince him, but eventually stopped after a while. I didn't want to be desperate in his eyes.

Less than a week later, Ecbert invited me to hunt, it was the first time since my arrival that I had seen his son Aethelwulf and Princess Judith... as soon as she saw me, she got scared, but she also kept calm. She didn't make a scene, she didn't cry, she didn't scream ... Apart from her initial fear, she didn't show any emotions ... just like her mother when I slept with her.

After a few kilometers of horseback riding, we reached the forest north of the city. I approached Ecbert. 

- What do you think we're going to hunt today? (King Ecbert) 

I looked at him ... we're in England at the end of the 8th century ... What can we hunt here? Probably a Lion or a Tiger. 

- You don't have a lot of game to choose from in these forests ... another option is you want to hunt me, but you don't have enough people. Another possibility is hunting the Princess ... unlucky family the father was killed, the brother died hunting, only the mother died in bed. (Ulf) 

- You have a very strange mind, do you think I would kill a child? (King Ecbert) 

- As long as it is necessary to achieve your goals. You're not going to spare your life for King Offa's child and family, are you? He spared your life and now you plan to kill him ... (Ulf) 

- How do you know that he spared my life? (King Ecbert) 

- I asked people questions and they told me about your father's story. (Ulf)

- So you think he will kill the princess today? (King Ecbert) 

- No, sister and brother die hunting ... no one will believe it. I said you could do it, but not that you were a fool. No matter what we hunt ... I'm leaving for Jorvik the day after tomorrow, I can't waste any more time in Wessex. (Ulf)

- I have not yet decided if I agree to these terms ... (King Ecbert) 

- I made my point ... alliance or not I'm going back to Jorvik. (Ulf) 

The rest of the hunt was passed in silence, no one liked being put against the wall, but I couldn't wait any longer... In the evening I was invited to the bathhouse located in the castle, it was probably a relic from Roman times ... 

- I know you are leaving Wessex, but I need a guarantee that you will not form an alliance with King Offa. (King Ecbert) 

- You have my word, and it is worth more than gold. (Ulf) 

- The same word you gave King Offa that you will not attack his lands again? (King Ecbert)

- What do you expect? You don't believe my word, and that's the only guarantee I can give you. (Ulf) 

- Not the only one. You know the history of Rome as I do. You know there was a custom to take sons hostage ... (King Ecbert) 

- You want me to leave my son here ... as a hostage ?! You must have drunk too much wine. (Ulf) 

- If you were going to be keeping your word, you don't have to worry about anything. Unless you didn't intend to keep our agreement from the beginning? (King Ecbert)

- You do not know what you are saying and how did you come up with such an idea? (Ulf) 

- From you ... When we talked about great leaders from the past ... Julius Caesar or Alexander the Great. Julius Caesar was a hostage, as was Philip, Alexander's father. (King Ecbert) 

- You understand that if something happens to my son ... do you know what fate awaits Wessex and you? History will remember you not as a great King, but as a fool who destroyed his country. (Ulf)

- Nothing will happen to him, after defeating King Offa, he will be sent back to Jorvik. You have my word. (King Ecbert) 

Our discussion continued for a few more hours, but in the end I agreed to leave my son hostage ... very reluctantly, of course. Ecbert agreed to the concession that one of my men would stay to protect my heir.

- Lord, did you summon me? (Tostig) 

- Yes, you've been with me since Jarl Haraldson's death ... You know I brought my fake son to Wessex ... and now I have an important task for you. To keep up appearances, you'll stay with Sten to protect him. (Ulf) 

- I understand, I will do what I can. (Tostig) 

- That's not all, next year Wessex and we will attack the Kingdom of Mercia, you will certainly hear about it ... When Ecbert's troops go to war, you will kill Sten. He must be poisoned. (Ulf)

- Lord? (Tostig)

- Someone will have to be held responsible for his death ... he died in Wessex, he was in the care of King Ecbert. As a father, I must seek justice for my son. If I declare war on an ally, someone may doubt my word in the future, but if I declare war on those guilty of my son's death, everyone will understand. (Ulf)

The next day, after saying goodbye to my son and another warning to King Ecbert, we set off for Jorvik. 

- How did you like Winchester? (Ulf) 

- The food wasn't bad, but the women ... I had to drink a lot of wine and beer. They valued themselves dearly ... they wanted to pay them with silver. (One-eyed) 

- Well, no matter if the wife or the harlot ... you always pay. (Ulf)

- What are you gonna do now? Are we going back to Kattegat? (One-eyed) 

- No, now we will save and help a Christian. (Ulf)

MC known from my other novel, thanks to the joke of God Weles, is reborn in the times of the Vikings ... the Vikings series. 

Here, more than the previous novel, I will focus on beliefs, demons and Slavic traditions. The MC will have his powers and knowledge ...

Of course, there will also be a lot of focus on the history ... Unfortunately, the creators of the series made some mistakes that I do not intend to correct ... like Rollo was not Ragnar's brother ... and Ivar, instead of being a cripple, could be impotent.

If there are any reviews, let them be honest, it's a pity that someone would waste time on something that is not to their liking. 

MC is not a good man, he is a murderer, sadist, manipulator and womanizer. This novel has no safe spaces, so anyone who gets offended ... I don't give a shit.

Chapters will appear not too often. The Commonwealth remains my main focus.

HE/HEROINE AND MY VILLAINESS
(FRAIL TRACE)












In the Astrod kingdom, inside the throne room, Sir Aloit and Prince Albert had already done everything they want to deliver and explain to the king.  
"I see, so you are the one who ordered to shorten the life of my innocent physician," King Phantrel asks as Butler Sed is standing beside him.  
"I did," Sir Aloit answer, showing no fear and weakness in front of him.  
"And you must have known that if someone harmed or killed my people without my consent. I won't let them go without facing their consequences, right?" King Phantrel mentions, which made Sir Albert on alert and anxious.  
"Uncle, Sir Aloit already stated his reasoned, and I believe that is only fair for you to accept it," Sir Albert responds with an anxious tone of voice. King Phantrel chuckled and gazed at them like an animal. Who are easy to step in.
"Prince Albert, I know. But my innocent physician doesn't know his reason. He died without knowing the roots," King Phantrel mentions as they all listen to him and he continues talking.  
"Also, the reasoned that Sir Aloit explains to me is only a mild matter. My physician is a fair and willed manner of person. If you explain everything to him, he will understand and will keep his words until he died. But the feeling of uncertainty and insecurity rush over you all at that time, so I can understand,"
"Sir Alfredo is a person who always cared and conveyed his oath to himself. That is to help and give people hope to live life even to the hardest. What I mean to say here is that the person. He ordered to dispatch that night is a person. Who carries other people's heavy burden and questioned to the unjust world. I can accept your reasoned, but the people who are waiting and have cared for him for so long will not let it go without justice," King Phantrel mentions and pause for a minute to look towards Sir Aloit and Sir Albert, who wears an anxious and troubled expression.  
"And I'm sure you know what I mean by it," King Phantrel ends his words with a straight face. Sir Aloit heave a sharp sigh then looks straight at him with no fear showed in his eyes.  
"I will accept whatever punishment it is," Sir Aloit speaks out as Sir Albert's heart beats fast from worried.  
"Sir Aloit! What are you saying! Uncle! Can't you do something? There's no need to harm anyone here, please, uncle," Sir Albert plead.  
"Albert, you know the law. I'm the king. I can't disobey and ignore my constitution," King Phantrel respond, making Sir Albert worried more.  
"No! Uncle, there must be away. I'm begging you if you do this Lady Vendia she..." Sir Albert brings out Vendia's name, making Sir Aloit panic.  
"No! I accept whatever punishment it is, your majesty," Sir Aloit trying to distract them away from hearing Vendia's name.  
"SIR ALOIT!" Sir Albert shouts at him.
"PRINCE ALBERT! I know what I am doing," Sir Aloit shouts back at him, making Sir Albert snap out of his emotional state for a minute. But Sir Albert still insists, so with an irritated face, he pleaded again.
  "Uncle, please!" Sir Albert kneels in front of the king, which made them all stunned for a second.
"What are you doing? STAND UP! I can understand why you are on their side, but you are a son of a king too. You already know the end of this," King Phantrel stood out from his chair cause of Sir Albert's actions. Sir Albert felt like a thousand knife strike inside his heart. He can't believe things will end like this.  
Sir Albert turned around to Sir Aloit, feeling torn and disappointed as he gazes at him Vendia cheerful face pass by him. He gasps and his heartache upon knowing that Vendia will once again felt torn and suffer a loss.
'She suffers lots of injustice from her past already. Why can't this world give her a break for once and give her happiness?' Sir Albert thought, irritated. He gritted his teeth cause of much anger and disappointment.
"I won't give up. I will find away," Sir Albert murmur to himself as he saw Sir Aloit give him an assuring look.
[Stand up,] Sir Aloit mouthed to him as Sir Albert stands up, then straighten himself and look straight towards his uncle, the king.  
"Sir Aloit, do you swear to accept the punishment without regret?" King Phantrel asks.  
"Yes, your majesty, but can I ask a favor?" Sir Aloit answer within a second with a request.  
"Go ahead, recite it," King Phantrel respond.  
"I wish for my punishment to be silent. I don't want anyone to know," Sir Aloit mentions.  
"Even the Marquis family?" King Phantrel asks.
"Yes," Sir Aloit answer.
"Sir Aloit!" Sir Albert looks at him in disbelief.  
"I see, as you wish, I will grant it, but the people of Voldron land will know," King Phantrel respond.  
"Thank you, your majesty," Sir Aloit mentions, which made Sir Albert's heartbreak.  
"From today onwards. Your punishment will start. The dungeon will be your home for five days, and we will set an expedition to the Voldron land after. To end your punishment there in front of the people whom Sir Alfredo cherish the most," King Phantrel mentions.  
"I understand, your majesty," Sir Aloit respond, accepting his fate with all his heart.
"No, wait," Sir Albert speaks out, making them all look at him.
"What is it, Prince Albert?" King Phantrel asks.
"What if I have another way?" Sir Albert mentions.  
"Oh? Can you enlighten us with your way, Prince Albert?" King Phantrel responds.  
"Sir Alfredo is already on his sixty if we tell to the Voldrone people he died because of his age, Sir Aloit life then will be spared," Sir Albert explains.  
"Oh? Then where is justice in that? You made a lie which exchanges for a sin, same as taking advantage of people and avoiding the truth for one person. Are you willing to accept the consequences after?" King Phantrel ask which made Sir Albert pause and think for a second.
"I can if it means that no one will put in harmed," Sir Albert responds and continues talking.  
"I meant justice for balance. Killing another person to fulfill the words justice is not justice at all is another sin. No matter how far you conquer that word, there's no end to it. Either you forgive or understand it," Sir Albert mentions, which made all of them curious and surprised.  
"Oh? Then can you indulge us with your judgment,"
"Is true that what Sir Aloit had done is unforgivable, but he has a reason. And that reasoned is to save another person, he may take a life, but he also gives another life. I know is an injustice to people's mind and heart because that is how we understand the word justice ever since we brought out to this world,"
"But that's not how justice works. If you understand the true meaning of life, you know that having lived in this world has a purpose and reason, that the word justice is only an excuse to fill in the unhealing longingness, feeling, and anger we have inside our hearts. We are all not called imperfect if we are all perfect. What I mean is justice stands for forgiveness and understanding. Not for killing and unforgiving,"
"Even if you take Sir Aloit's life away, nothing will change because the life of the person they seek has already gone. The pain remains, and the unfulfillment of feeling still stays. If you take another life away, more life will also lose, and the cycle of pain and mourn will repeat all over again. There will be no end to it. Now tell me, is the justice you mean to serve to stand for justice?" Sir Albert ends his explanation, which made them all stunned for three seconds. King Phantrel smile, then sigh.
"As expected, you made me surprised again, Prince Albert. No wonder your father choose you first to be his first candidate to be the next king, but you refused, and I now understand why," King Phantrel mentions as he continues talking while they only listen to him.
"You have a point. I understand what you meant by your words, but as you said, we are all imperfect in this world, and we are also different, which leads to misunderstanding and chaos. If only we all have the same mind and understanding, maybe we all can live in harmony and balance every day," King Phantrel continues.
"But the point is, we don't because this world has put different trials and paths for us to explore. The world has surprises and unfair games listing for us to choose from as we go on with our lives. Because of it, we become divided and unequal with each other by raise,"
To be continued.




Two girls who have been transmigrated inside the manhwa that they both love to read because of an eclipse, one has an innocent personality, and the other one has a wild and chill part. These two genuine girls are best friends since birth, but what will happen if her best friend becomes her enemy a villainous, and the other becomes a heroine to the story. What would these two genuine girls face through their new life journey ahead?

Sitting on the end of his bed in deep thought, Nathan looked to his clothes washed and brought to him not that long afterwards, his mind racing as he quickly placed everything behind him. He had so much more to do that he had no time mourn some missing parts of himself.

"System, let's see my current status."

System: Opening.

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Name: Nathan Blackrose
Age: 27 
Race: Arch God 

Title: Creator God (E), Freefall Expert, The Fool, Exterminator
Dominion: 3/15 - 1 In Use (Auryn) 3 In Use (Water Temple Orb), 8 in Use(Sanctuary Valley)
Faith: 12440

Words Of Power: (Three)

Power Word Bow - (Rank Iron 96%)
Power Word Fertility - (Rank Silver 40%) 
Power Word Aqua - (Rank Silver 12%)

Minor Sub Skills:
(Bow) - Bolt Of Unstoppable Might - (Rank Silver - 72%)
This ability fires a single bolt that is unstoppable by non-divine beings, If non-divine being lives after the blast then they will be permanently terrified around the caster.

Major Sub Skill:
(Bow) Lord Of That Which Falls - (Rank Bronze - 8%)
This ability allows the user to redirect any ranged weapon that is fired in your presence, non-divine beings cannot stop this process.

(Fertility) Sever The Lines - (Rank Iron 10%)
Target in sight. The target is rendered sterile. All their children immediately suffer and quickly perish. All grandchildren will then get targeted, then Great grandchildren all the way down to the fifth generation. The only cure is divine intervention or another divine power word to interrupt. Mortals have no method to resist.

Current Relations: 

Auryn Zey - Eria Elf - Fertility Vassal 
Current Loyalty - 70%
Status: Healthy 

Current Missions: 
- Primary -
Increase Followers to 10,000

- Secondary -
Increase Vassal's to two.
Create a Miracle 

Extra Abilities:
Admin Menu: Locked

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He stared at the faith that had increased by such a significant amount, while he looked at it knowing he could spend it to gain his next power which was one of the mighty seven. His mind went back to the number of creatures he had slain. 

Thousands or maybe even more of them slain like snuffing out a candle with a simple blow of his mouth or a pinch of his fingers. He tried to process this, but just nothing came to him, no remorse or regret. 

It was the best strategy at the time, gaining so many allies was the best plan, and the other side was violent and attacked anything at all. He knew this plan was the best, but something still felt wrong with himself.

"It's too late now to think about this. It was the best plan; I now have enough for the next power word. Let's get that."

He quickly opened the shop as he looked back through the options.

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- Welcome to God's Store! -

Power Word Sale! (Monthly)
Bow (80% Discount): 1700 Faith (SOLD OUT!)
Fertility and Aqua Bundle (50% Discount): 3000 Faith (SOLD OUT!)
Journeying (20% Discount): 10,000 Faith
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-Card Effects!- (Monthly)
Loyal Vassal (1 Left) (Popular!): 2500 Faith each.
Tempory Power Word (3 Left): 500 Faith each.
Power Upgrade (2 Left) 250 Faith each.

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Vassal Power Upgrades
Auryn Zey - Eria Elf - Fertility Vassal 
Conversion Completion Status - 18%
Increase Speed - 1,000 Faith

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Legal Items
1. We are not responsible for damage, destruction or loss of property due to these effects
2. No refunds.
3. No discounts for creating the game.
4. We offer no technical assistance, deal with it yourself!
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Next Month on the first the shop will rotate the stock; please make sure to purchase all the items you want or need before the end of the month.

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He stared at the vassal powers upgrade, his mind halting as he could increase Auryn's power at the cost of increasing the conversion speed. In the end, he decided against it. 

His hand was hitting the Journeying from the store as the system pulled up another window.

'Do you wish to purchase Journeying for 10,00 faith?'

He accepted the charge as the power flowed into him, his body feeling closer to completion as the power melded into him before settling inside him. His eyes opened again as he then pulled out the death orb for the second round.

System: What are you planning on doing Nathan with that.

"Well, If you were an all-knowing system, then you could tell me yourself."

System: ...

"See, I've come to think about our arrangement. I think I have narrowed it down. You are not a system but a person, I think I may know who but out of the two people I still need to narrow it down. Since that is the case, you will not know about this method."

System: Method for what?

Nathan pressed his hands onto the death orb, pulling away from the layers of power that had trapped the divine energy inside, his energy pulling it out before absorbing it, his eyes flashing as he felt the energy become one with himself.

His mind racing as he felt all the connections to the orb, so many vampires living inside this place. Everyone connected and dependant on this energy to live, it was not a life one would live normally, and with only death magic, it was a half-life that required blood to keep themselves stable.

Nathan replaced each strand that connected the orb to each vampire, instead of making it connect to himself as he also weaved other divine powers in with the death energy. 

He added in both Aqua, Journeying and fertility in small amounts, this difference added could start to change the vampires, giving them each a different source of powers. 

Some slight amounts of Journeying power could allow them to fly while with fertility they could start producing blood for themselves and did not require to drink from others while the Aqua permitted them to be resistant to the once dangerous water magic that usually hurt them without certain magics already installed.

Nathan opened his eyes after finishing connecting all the vampires back to himself with new sources of power, the difference between this and Auryn was mainly the output of a small drip to a flowing river which meant he needed no dominion cost till he had an entire nation of them.

"So, did you figure out what I've done yet system?"

System: You have acquired Power Word: Death

Nathan Blackrose finds himself just on the verge of enacting his revenge. After years of devotion and suffering to build his company from the ground up, he was betrayed by his "friends" and co-founders.  They were going to launch the product of his genius, the world's first VRMMORPG, as their own.  Several years and countless hours have passed since his exile. 

His entire existence has been devoted to the design, coding, and testing of his new project which would be the most in-depth VR game launched in history. He didn't desire the title of first anymore, just "The Best".  As soon as he launched Celerin, the shadow lingering after the betrayal would be severed and he would stand at the top of the world. Just one more bug fix to go.

"Would you like to enter the world: (Y/N)" 

This choice would forever shape him as he was pulled into the world he created, not as a player but as a god.

Chapters One to Nine are edited. More to come.

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The busy times went by just as quickly as they had come and Jenny just finished her last exam along with plenty of her and Jason's friends. This signalled the end of the term and if all went well the end of the bachelor phase of their educational career. Another thing that would begin starting now, was their summer holidays. Meaning that Jenny and Jason would be having more time for each other and as a family, which would surely please their little mini prince at home. Who was as aloof as ever. 
With Charlie almost being one years of age and still not speaking more than the occasional sounds he made to show his joy or dissatisfaction over a situation, he was showing his stubborn side extremely well. As long as life didn't force him to start talking and he could get the things he desired done without uttering a single word, he seemed to be determined to not make use of the spoken word. For Jenny however, who was quite done with waiting, her summer would serve as the perfect time to challenge her son and give herself a mission. Before his first birthday, which would be at the end of the summer break, she would have him say at least one word. That word of course being mommy. With his clear attachment towards her, she was sure there were ways to get him to start using that mouth of his for more than just eating and looking cute. Though she wouldn't force him, as she wanted him to start speaking when he was ready, she did plan on using the means at her disposal to at least encourage and stimulate him in doing so. 
But FIRST, it was time for Jason to honour his promise. His two days had indeed been two days but she was at that point no longer in the luxury of spending her time on anything other than preparing for her tests. Since she wanted there to be no chance of her not passing her exams, she decided to postpone the fun times until after she had done her utmost to complete her bachelor's degree and enjoy summer without the stress of having to take re-exams. Now that her final test was done and she couldn't do anything other than wait for the results to come out, she was ready to play!
From campus she headed straight to the Westwood headquarters. In a high pace she made her way from the entrance, past the lobby and into the elevator. All the while having the image of her destination clear in sight. When the elevator doors opened and she heard the ping sound, her former fast pace started up again. As if she was in a race and the automated sound was the starting pistol at the tracks. Just as her feet landed on the marble floors of the top floor, the most suitable song started playing through the speakers. On the sound of 'One way or another' by Blondie, Jenny crossed the small distance from the elevator to Jason's office. Without looking in the direction of Jason's assistant, she responded to his words of "Mrs. Westwood, we weren't expecting you today. Mr. Westwood said that no one is to disturb him at the moment." without even slowing down. In a calm and collected voice she said, "He doesn't mean me. He never means me Ronald." Before she threw open the door to Jason's office. 
Though one would expect Jason to be startled by such an action, especially if he was indeed so hard at work that he couldn't be disturbed, but Jason knew there was only one person brave enough to enter his office like that. It was the fierce feline he had expected, who had probably come her to claim a debt. Since he knew that Jenny had her final exam today and he knew what time the exam would end, he had been expecting her arrival since about half an hour ago accounting for her average test taking time and the distance from campus to his office. With a warm smile he looked up from his paperwork and watched as Jenny continued to approach him with eyes that seemed locked on a target. 
When she had walked around his desk and was standing beside him, she grabbed the armrest with one hand and his tie with the other. In one swift movement, Jenny had turned Jason's chair around and had used his tie to pull him towards her, placing a long kiss on his lips. Showcasing her relatively rare 'taking the initiative' - moves. When she let go Jason said, "Well, hello to you too." His words were followed with a loud chuckle before Jenny took a seat on his lap. Playfully she asked him, "Did you miss me?" With a flirty look and a seductive smile he replied, "I always do." To which Jenny let out a soft laugh before looking back in his direction and asking, "Are you ready to leave? Because I came here to pick up a husband. If you take too long I am afraid that person won't be you." 
With the same look on his face Jason retaliated his wife's words with his own countermove as he held her face by her chin and said, "It appears that this mouth of yours has become quite brave with its choice of words. It seems that I need to silence it completely in order for it to stop saying words its owner cannot afford to turn into action." After that he doubled down on Jenny's first move and gave her a kiss so deep in the privacy of the office no one else dared to enter without the owner's permission.

Jason seems like your typical rich guy. With money to spare, looks to kill and a heart breaker like no other, he seems to be lacking nothing. But why is everyone so terrified of him? Why won't anyone dare mention his name? That is until he meets his match. She breaks down his walls one by one and he is powerless around her.

Finally the first two chapters of my second book 'A decision to change a lifetime' is out! I hope everyone will go check it out. The final chapter here contains the summary of my second book. So, if you want to read about if before you check it out, you can click the sneak preview chapter here :)



Regarding pregnancy, it is no where in Bava's radar to enhance towards an abortion, regardless of how she got pregnant. 

And thankfully Aaron encourages the thought, be it direct or indirect, he is trying to convince the lady to keep the baby. 

Makes more sense, he comes from a more civilized time and this situation is indeed sensitive, it's not like these women wanted to get pregnant. 

Regardless of where Aaron came from, this wouldn't be his thought about a month ago. Specifically, he wouldn't date a woman who got pregnant by another man. 

And it sounds logical up until a limited point but when **** is in question, raising a son that isn't his, is considered the epitome of bravery and good will. 

Tristan showed good examples of bravery last night when he offered to marry Auica for the sake of not letting her handle this alone. 

And with a friend like Tristan around, Aaron has bit by bit gained bravery. A month ago, Aaron wouldn't nearly face a shit ton of angry protestants but yet recently he did. 

Such courage would take years to build up and yet he got it in one month. Tristan offering Auica marriage, will help Aaron follow the same procedure. 

"I don't know... I feel guilty for doing this." Bava sighs out, stress indeed building up and there even is a bit of sweat on her forehead. 

Getting tad pissed off about this second thought now, Aaron continues to encourage. "You shouldn't. None of this was your fault and you won't be alone, I'm here." 

Asking the question that sounds simple but yet weighs boulders heavy, Bava utters. "Can you really love a kid that isn't yours?" 

This situation doesn't require to rub one's head with ice, there's no beating around the bush here so Aaron decided to become tad more direct. "To be honest, it will be hard but what fault does the baby have?" 

Finally smiling after a long while, Bava couldn't help saying something that makes both of them shy. "I'm so glad I stalked you." 

Perhaps interjected the wrong way but most of us can understand what the point was, this lady has been stalking the ground tapper for a long time now. Kind off creepy, but cute. 

And of course complimenting the creepy vibe, Aaron weighs in. "This is the first time I feel happy about being stalked." 

Going through a cute little giggle but other worries striking in at the same moment, the lady speaks out her burden. "You don't have to put up with that for me, you shouldn't pay for other's mistakes." 

Tremendously sure of himself, Aaron contradicts with all of his gut. "It was no mistake, it was evil." 

Revealing what can let her end up single but still favouring the truth, Bava adds. "You don't understand... I wasn't raped." 

And this... well, this tips the bucket. A magical bucket that can hold 4,000 kilos that is. Point is, this portion of the truth can be the heaviest. 

And Arthur's reaction became quick, his face carrying shock, eyebrows jerked up and mouth sharing the same circle like motion as the eyebrows. Such a reaction yet he can't utter a single word, not knowing how to express himself without shattering this lady. 

Using the silence, Bava gives an attempt to explain another quarter of the truth. "My boyfriend got killed before we reached the borders, before we even got in the ships. This baby is his." 

Glad that there isn't something else behind this and actually happy that this fortunate lady didn't get raped, Aaron tries to comfort. "Well you didn't know stuff will end up like this." 

"So you don't care that I had a boyfriend, or that this is his..." Bava asks for reassurance but her word interrupted by the man she's witnessing. 

"Well I do care, I don't want to lie to you. But still, your situation is still bad. I understand what it's like to lose someone from war." Actually he doesn't know but here it can be used as a point of reference. 

He doesn't remember much of what the previos body owner lived through, but saying that here will end up either playing cruel or stupid. 

Finally catching up to the obvious, Bava states a thought that's also a question. "Wow, you really like me." 

Painfully descriptive for once, Aaron cites. "Well yes, we're in this craphole of a city so I figured that making it work to my advantage in more than one aspect will help fight off depression. In one way consider it as an investment, your affection will help..." 

Well at this point Aaron was ready to yap out a 10 paragraph poem about investments, his economical phd kicked in no doubt but thankfully there is a way to stop this man. 

Smooch. 

Bava lands a kiss on the young man and most definitely leaves him at shock although proving his half expressed point about investment. 

... 

The pregnant women who have husbands here as slaves, managed to get a second opinion regarding if they should continue this pregnancy or cut the cord. 

There is a certain confusion, because there was little to none stopping intimate expressions between married couples, before they even got the borders. 

That fact considered, it isn't certain who the father is. A rapist or the lawful husbands? 

That caused a bit of havoc between the slave men and a couple even got abusive towards their wives, ladies who didn't want to abort. 

It truly is a topic that isn't easy to talk about but it doesn't necessarily excuse physical abuse so the guards in the same room, assured under whose protection these ladies are. 

Now when doing all of the math, there still are 12 ladies who want an abortion regardless of all the encouragement to do otherwise. 

As for the 22 other ladies who will be giving birth, their physical training will be postponed so they don't risk losing their babies. 

Instead, they will only study 8 hours a day but still earn their 7 silver coin salary. In another way this is a good investment, as the company will carry more ladies who will grow smarter. 

This will increase the company's intelect, they will stand out like zits and the richest of the rich will feel less worried about hiring them. 

"Here's your pay." Arthur firmly spoke towards an old lady who walked out of the room. 

This isn't her branch of profession but she is known to help ladies abort, risk and almost painless. Her methods are a bit private to put into word but at least the lady did the job. 

The pay, well it's 10 gold coins. Hard to come upon for just a day worth of work, as one would need to work for a year to obtain such riches. 

But yet this pay carries a tail, Arthur demands sweetly. "I assume why I'm paying you more than what you usually take." 

Nodding, the old lady expresses. "My lips are sealed, no rapist will get a laugh out of leaving women pregnant. What happened here, stays here." 

It looks like the morally right thing to do, but indeed gold grants a great motivation to zip it when it needs to be zipped. 

The word of mouth in this city is powerful, the banter can start with rapists leaving women pregnant and end up with something preposterous, like Arthur leaving all these women pregnant. 

Personal image has to be protected for the sake of profit.

Due to a Car crash, Aaron James has reincarnated to a completely different world and time zone.

There, people have powers such as the ability to Rip or Quake the earth, the ability to breathe Fire as well and much more. Aaron has reincarnated as a EarthQuaker.

Due to his abilities, as a Slave Aaron James has been forced in to an Arena. Now, the only way to attain freedom is to become a Champion.
It is either kill or be killed so what option does he have?

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